Saying hi,
And sending love from my little family’s nest to your little family’s nest.
What is love if not wishing the very best for everyone and holding them in your heart for always, even if they’re not here? Even if they’ll never witness it? Even if it’s a little weird and ridiculous…I guess, let it get weird, and show off your goofy, weirdo smile…
Let it be as awkward as possible!
That would be weirdo birdo!
You know I must invent new words.
Remember to feed your winter Weirdo Birdos. They are especially vulnerable this time of year, and likely if you have a shelter for them even the better. So they can nibble and wiggle and jingle to their heart’s content. I imagine a little hollow area in the trunk of a tree with a bird sitting at his table, coffee and seeds and singing his early morning songs. Letting everyone know he’s A OK!
Unleash your weird bird, your weird bird voice that is. Nevermind however loud and obnoxious a bird is, or however lovely and strange, it keeps on squawking. I realized I spelled squawk wrong but went with it. Because I unleashed it, it’s going to sound and misspell as well as it pleases. And it has just found a bunch of maggots so this bird is happy. Do birds eat maggots? Probably crows do! Damnit it should have been meal worms!
Weirdo Birdo! Maggots are gross. Sorry I didn’t mean to make this a gross bird, it was supposed to be kind of lovely but now you add maggots and he’s definitely strange indeed! We’ll see if this Weirdo Birdo sticks around on the Musho Blogo for a while.
A first of its kind the Man Face Fish. He must be looking for Octodude. I wonder if he has the intelligence of a human brain? Or the intelligence of a fish? There just isn’t any studies on him just yet, but we’ll surely find out along with Octodude’s. They both seem rather clever no?
A week of floating Obliviously through life like Octodude.
I guess it’s better than waddling.
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